You look at yourself in the mirror, felling happy
about your appearance. You are wearing one of your favorites dresses, it is
navy blue with a modest cleavage in the front and another masive one in the
You look cute for your friend’s birthday, your make up
it’s done in a very simple away, just some mascara and lip gloss. You turn
around and see Bucky who is lying on your bed almost sleeping. You sit by his
side and he hides his face on your lap. You start playing with his hair, making
him moan at your gentle actions.
“Are you sure you want
to come along? You can
stay here and sleep a little. I won’t hold against you if you don’t come with
me.” You know that he is tired, Bucky came back home around 4 a.m. from a two
weeks mission and he only slept a few hours.
my future apartment will be messy. it will have unfinished sketches and film camera photos, and pressed flowers and train tickets all over the walls. each cup, each spoon will look different, each will have it’s own story. there will be potted plants all over the place, i will grow lemongrass and thyme myself. the windows will be huge and opened most of the time, there will be tiny drops of paint everywhere. i will have loads of pillows and masive knitted blankets laying around, just in case. i will have a huge bookshelf and big white candles, and a record player, and i will listen to old songs, sing and dance along. i will bake banana bread and poppyseed buns and give them to my neighbors. i will have a big, warm dog to cuddle up to when i begin to feel lonely. the air will smell like rain, honey, books and jasmine tea
So, this year my schools choir went on a trip to Dallas to compete anf have fun at six flags (over tx) so we got to the hotel that night, and the teacher tells us that we can use the pool. now, there are maybe 50 of us altogether plus the guitar and orchestra kids which is another 50.(theyre smaller) so theres more or less 100 teenagers in a tiny hotel pool with only 4 adults. nothing inappropriate happened thank god, but this one kid (we’ll call him J) bellyflops into the pool. cue the masive wave of guys cannonballing and bellyfloping, girls screaming and laughing. (Jonly does bellyflopps for some reason? like, 6 times???) not five minutes later a bigger kid slips and hurts himself. and the teacher tells all to calm the heck down, but the hiys could still jump. i left after that, but i heard the mood was tense.
Hello, there) First of all I wanted to tell you that I really enjoy your art (it's super awesome, and yesterday helped me beat my stress before the exam). Especially your BH blood leaking hc (is it hc or au? I'm a little bit confused).Just a random thought: what if during the "bad eye days" he partly or fully loses control of his powers. Like his hand transforms into some kind of claw, against his will, and he can't stop it and that's incredibly painful.
First of all, thank you, I’m glad my art could help you beat stress :)
And second, (it’s a hc) Black Hat was very bad at hiding or controling it from the begining (causing many deaths and destruction), but through the time, he learned to pay close attention to the moon and his symptomps, so he could lock himself into his office and avoid causing severe damadge to his family employees.
After the Flug incident, he told everyone why this is happening and why they should avoid him. But thanks to his stubborn employees that almost never happens now. Dr Flug has managed to discover four stages of this strange cycle, that occurs every full moon.
Stage 1 : Black Hat will wake up EXTREMLY angry (or at least more angry than canon)and will shout at the most random things you can imagine. At that time, Demencia, who can apparently handel his screaming will try new ways of decreasing pain she finds on the internet. Black Hat describes the pain as a bad toothache.
Stage 2 : The second stage begins, when the eye starts to bleed. He will start to lose control of his powers and start to shapeshift into every animal or inanimate object. He will also be inable to control his behaviour at times. In this stage he is the most dangerous and everyone will avoid him for the sake of their safety. Black Hat describes the pain as stabing or electric shocks.
Stage 3 : Black Hat will slowly stop the rampage and curl himself into a ball and whisper “It hurts” or “Make it stop”. The eye will start to bleed in masive amounts and that is the best time for dr Flug to take samples and examine his boss. Though he hasn’t made much progress about stopping the pain, he has grown significantly closer to Black Hat. Black Hat says that the pain is indescribable
Stage 4 : The pain apparently becomes so unbearable that Black Hat passes out and will not wake up for hours, no matter what they try. In this stage he is the most vulnerable, so 5.0.5. will always come into his room and stay with him until he wakes up.
Because I’ve dug myself in such a deep hole of Mckirk trash, I decided to make a short fic rec list. Well joke’s on me because turns out I’ve read a lot more Mckirk fics than I thought (and this isn’t even all of them)… Consider this a gift for the holidays.
Notes: all fics are listed alphabetically; ** = favourite
Bones didn’t take Jim on the Enterprise because it was against regulation, Jim was grounded. It was the last mistake he would ever make.
(I didn’t know my heart could smash into a thousand pieces in 1.5k words.)
Leonard McCoy was one of those people who hated the very idea of high school.
Holy shit, man. He wanted nothing to do with any of it.
Until, of course, James Fucking Kirk, captain of the football team, decided Leonard was cute.
It was the summer of 1985 when young Jim Kirk’s life changed forever. After tumbling down a hill, deep in the woods, he ended up receiving help from the most unlikely people.
(Okay the tree concept sounds absurd but I promise you it is sweet and heartbreaking and just amazing.)
Your leg’s felt like lead as you dragged your way through the apartment. Between Raphael’s heat and your insane work schedule you were fatigued to say the least. Your forehead resting on the refrigerator while you contemplated dinner. The smell of pizza wafting through your apartment.
“Raphael?” You inquired as you contemplated whether or not you could physically handle another round of mating heat pounding.
Straightening your shoulder’s you walked the small gap to your living room. Raphael standing awkwardly with your pajama’s in hand, a pizza to his right.
“Raph? What’s going on babe?” You asked walking towards the large turtle. Finger’s resting on his masive bicep’s as your brows furrowed. His hand setting down the pizza on your speaker.
“I uh, I realized after the mating haze. Well I sort of *ahem* ignored your needs. Soooo.” His hands hitting his side while he said everything. Fingers coming up to remove your jacket. His lips working together in focus. Sure you had made love but love in service was different. He just didn’t want to fuck it up.
When he moved to unbutton your blouse he blushed. Usually he would pop them off or just thrust your top up. In the haze of his mating frenzy he had forgotten his love for you. The love in your eye’s he never imagined would exist, swell of your breast when you inhaled deeply, or the tender swell in his chest when you touched him gently. Your action’s making him feel like the man he wanted to be rather than the monster the rest of the world thought him to be.
When you were standing in your jean’s and bra he blushed. His head turning slightly away, mouth trying to catch up with his thoughts.
“You’re beautiful.” He finally said staring you in the eye’s. When you went to hug him, he lifted you tenderly laying you on the couch. His thumb’s working the front button’s of your jean’s down.
“Raphael, I love you.” Lightly pecking his lips while he removed your panties replacing them with your fuzzy Captain America shorts. His thumb rubbing over your extended stomach. Your 3 moth bump just starting to show.
He grabbed a slice of pizza onto a paper plate putting it in your lap. Then sitting down he placed your feet in his lap, rubbing the soles of your feet in slow motion.
Raph watched you enjoy your pizza. After two slices accompanied by a 15 minute foot massage your eye’s began to close.
“Raph….” You mustered out before your eye’s closed for the next 8 hours. Raph cradled your sleeping form staring down at you.
He never thought anyone would love him. Now here he was with a beautiful woman in a 2 year relationship. A child on the way that he still couldn’t believe was real. His life was perfect.
“I love you so much. Someday we’ll be married.” Raph said to your prone form his lips grazing your temple.
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